On a lovely beach like this,
where waters are placid,
at the best time of the year to swim,
he shouldn't have come alone,
but his star has gone from the firmament,
dashing all his hopes
not able to overcome the loss of her,
he can only be alone.
Here he feels a mistrust on the faces of girls,
the boys are all alarmed, seeing a loner,
unlike before, the languages spoken sounds strange,
he couldn't follow most,
then, the smiles were so warm and welcoming,
now skewed, he feels ill at ease,
at last a girl, another loner,
spots him from afar
wistfully she sends her eyes, swimming fish,
as if asking"Is it you again?"
and for a moment of forgetfulness,
he thinks it could be her and forgets his pain,
though his heart knows well,
that the waves dissipated yesterday,
would never be here again,
with its gifts taken back for ever.